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Pressed so tight, in prayer, in thought, To silence my mind, and to find what has been lost. I search and search to have that void filled, Feeling no closer to reaching the still. Hands are the gateway or so they say. To truly surrender, one must pray. So I will keep this conscious contact, never losing hope, in the divine. Aharris  11/2015
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Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 8:35 PM UTC
These hands
Pressed so tight, in prayer, in thought, To silence my mind, and to find what has been lost. I search and search to have that void filled, Feeling no closer to reaching the still. Hands are the gateway or so they say. To truly surrender, one must pray. So I will keep this conscious contact, never losing hope, in the divine. Aharris  11/2015
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Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 8:35 PM UTC
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